Page 57 of Fang
“What are you doing out here?” Loyal asks as he leans against the porch.
“Looking for someone. Have you seen her?” I pull out a picture of her, showing it to him.
He whistles. “She is awfully pretty. Why would she show up here for an ugly fuck like you?”
“Who fucking knows, but I need to find her before someone does something I’ll have to deal with.”
He nods. “She went inside about five minutes ago.”
“Thanks, brother.”
I push my way inside but don’t find her. I see a few other girls from the club dancing around with men, but no sign of Cami. She wouldn’t be with them anyway.
Not seeing her inside, I ignore everyone trying to grab my attention and head outside.
“Hey, brother, you good?” Savage asks.
Before I can tell him that I’m looking for someone, I see her. Only she’s not alone.
My vision grows hazy as I see Biggy from the NorCal chapter with his hands on her. I will kill him.
I stride over to him, my hand finding his neck as I squeeze.
“Get your filthy hands off her right this fucking instant,” I demand.
He chuckles. “You can’t do anything to me. I’m a member. If I want this sweet little piece of ass, I can have her.”
He moves in to lick the side of her face, but I squeeze harder.
“Do you really want to risk it? You know me, Biggy. Have I ever been real good about following the rules? Ask yourself, would I kill you given the smallest excuse I could possibly be given?”
He hesitates before dropping Cami’s arm. I push her behind me, dropping his neck. I can feel her hands dig into the back of my cut as she holds on. She’s shaking. I refuse to allow him to make her feel this way.
“I didn’t realize you’re protective over your toys.”
Savage comes up to us, anger on his face. “What is going on here?”
I’m too angry to answer him. I want his fucking blood. I will hang his head from my mantle before this is all over.
“A misunderstanding. I had no idea that he had called dibs. No disrespect meant. I’ll go find another toy to play with.” Biggy heads off in the other direction.
“Fang,” Savage says.
I take a deep breath. “Cami is here as my guest and will be treated as such. Look at her, Savage. Does she look like a club girl? She told him no and he continued to go for her.”
Savage sighs. “Okay. I’ll have a chat with him. Take her somewhere quiet.”
He nods to Cami. I don’t bother telling him a chat will do no good. Asshole has always been this way. He wants what he wants and it doesn’t matter the cost. I have no doubts that he would have hurt Cami to get her to do what he wanted then claim she wanted it all along. That’s the kind of sick fuck he is.
“Come on,” I tell Cami, wrapping my arm around her as I lead her back into the house.
Once we get to the hallway, the crowd thins out. Only people down here are the ones staying here. Opening my door, I usher her in before shutting and locking it behind me. Then I direct her to my bed, making her sit as I kneel in front of her.
“I’m such a fucking idiot. I didn’t even think about what you might think showing up here all alone to this shit. I guess I’m so numb to the way it is here that I forget that for someone new it might be overwhelming. I should have never let Happy askyou to come.” I’m holding her hands in mine as I beg for her forgiveness.
“I don’t do extras,” she sobs out, her body shaking with tears.
I move to sit next to her, cradling her in my arms.
